"EMOTIONS OF AN EMPATH" BY ANG, JASMINE S.



"Emotions of an Empath"

        I believe that every human being has a capability to show and connect with each other, where most do not even realize their own actions. Actions referring to basic needs and/ or desires to aim for a specific goal, a specific pathway, an easier way to overcome things. As I recall from an experience, as surreal as it gets, it was from a friend, whom I haven’t interacted with since. This friend was not just a simple friend whom I passed by, but someone who greatly changed my life for the better. In this scenario, my friend was troubled with her problems which she faced, thinking she could do it on her own, but had enough. We talked, we both shared our thoughts but most importantly, I listened. I listened because I had problems similar to her own, not objectively because of empathy, but to do someone a good turn. Moreover, that’s when I realized how great it felt to help someone in dire need. And in return, an inkling feeling, a simple care of this fondness of this little mere affection towards a single being. 

   As time passed by, I always had that little memory in the back of my mind. It taught me to be caring, but not to the point where I shared everything, I’ve got till there was nothing left for me. I cared, as in giving a helping hand. And from this act, comes courage and when courage sets forth, you can change the world with your own little body and mind. However, when this act faces cowardice, pusillanimity sets forth. It denounces the lack of courage or determination, as what we mostly call timidity or laziness. But do not let these words taunt you, because we and I are humans. We have the potential to rise over the capacity of limitations. A mind as broad as it gets, with freewill and creativity beyond human understanding, will of course, think and act. 


     At that moment, I of course felt more than I was just a body and a mind because it helped me understand what reasons I was capable of remaking, and a deeper understanding of connection and emotional state. I thought about whether words were more than actions and in my own way, it is. Being inside my own body limits me from venturing out to seek for a goal, a desire. But we can always think about the future of generations to come. And as we stand here and now, we should care for ourselves too. So, we should hold this truth, the world begins with me and us, and if we choose to stand as one, then "they" and "us" will be undone.


     At first, my perspective of this situation was limited, I had a few doubts and whereabouts. She had limited say but her emotions were more than what may. My verbal perspective may seem a lot, but I also do feel her do I not? When I tried to understand the situation, as a whole, of course I had a feeling that there was more to it, but she couldn’t explain further. The story’s context was just so modest, but fear not, I had complete evidence. I asked around and implored more of her story for a greater understanding, her friends close and not. But of course, she gave me consent. And I had my little journey of asking around and a few weeks afterwards, I understood the complete story when I finally just asked her personally. I had hints but I wanted to hear from her own heart. My understanding changed after that conversation. I advised her so many things, and she listened. Now she’s free and happy, and we get to go our separate ways with a change.

        Now, there were certainly things where I deemed it to be truthful but turns out, it was just a compilation of opinionated thoughts and conversational statements. In my little journey of Question and Answers, I had heard of one of her problems. Guess what it is? Relationship, love, and constant need of attention. I shouldn't have butted in, but I was curious, and I overheard her partner was just a money spender towards her. Always buying her things she wanted but didn't need, and second was the crucial part. He was a guy who makes himself look pity just to look good and it was confirmed from both parties. Yes, I know it was bad. But I believe not. He just wanted the love he never got, and so did she. 


        Lastly, in this little message to myself and to those who might read this half-witted story, seeking the truth and opinions are crucial in everyday life. Even as I type this paper, who knows if this would be true or not. But believing is also a choice, and it may help you connect this to your life. The story, not believing. Remember to care, to act and to give a helping hand. Opinions do speak louder, but truth waits in silence, in an unchangeable, unmovable way.